THE THREE
RAYS ESSENCE
THE THREE RAYS MAKING THE ESSENCE OF
ASH WITH THE CRYSTAL ELESTIAL
This Ash tree sat beautifully
tucked into a meadow farmland on the route of Paradise Walk, that
walk I had always wanted to find, during many short visits to Glastonbury.
It is the old Druid way, according to the well informed. I had not
found it, in all those visits, but I had found this majestic Ash tree.
The first visit, in fact. Certain trees pull you to them: they find
you, and if you think about their life, stationary and sentient, knowing
their relationship to humans, it requires a different call, a different
language for us to take notice. It's about feeling and we "see" with
the "heart-eye". Intuition guided me here. But more than that, like
meeting a soul mate, it feels like fate. That's how it is with trees
if you love being with them. You think of them when you are gone and
if you are thinking right now that they don't feel the same, I can
show that they do!
I had always wanted to be with
Gog and Magog, those ancient Oak guardians of the Isle of Avalon.
So much legend is associated with them. They are older than recorded
history, some say. That is ancient! I had parked my tent, with a dear
friend from the Isle of Wight right at the edge of the Campsite. We
were both there for the Rose Weekend workshop at Fragrant Earth, opting
for this over the pull to Pilton and David Bowie. We talked late into
the evening listening to the low thud of megawatts coming from Glastonbury
Festival and discussed in a mild way of how we could jump the fence!.
Very early the next morning, I
was shocked out of a beautiful sleep by the insistent cawing of a
very large crow, which all but nosed its way into my tent. I turned
and groaned. Again it gave its might to a loud cawing. By the third
time, I knew the only way to stop it was to get up and poke my nose
out of the flap. I watched it fly over to the large overhanging branch
of an Oak, no more than eight feet away. Again it cawed, and suddenly
inspiration flooded into my sleepy brain. I got up and ran over to
the tree and knew it was Gog, with Magog right beside him. I looked
up at the crow, recognition in both our eyes, and he flew away. I
crept under the hedge and fences that bar them to the public, and
just sat for a long time. The spirit of a tree reaches out to you,
and you feel the character of that spirit in your heart. It is seeing
with the heart- eye. This was like the oldest grandfather with thousands
of year's wisdom encoded in his soul. So glad to meet this young soul
again, he reaches out to meet in spirit. That it as close as I can
come to describing how it felt. It is real and it is reciprocal, and
they never forget us……
Several years down the line, I
again found myself by Gog Magog, this time in less than happy circumstances.
I was walking around with a broken heart,(man- trouble.) This hard
man was with me at the time. Suddenly, I received a text message.
It was from my friend, who shared the magic of that first time by
the oaks those years ago. I had not heard from her for a long time.
She suddenly felt the urge to call me, remembering at that very moment,
the Oaks and our time there. I believe that dear beloved Gog oak wrapped
his soul round both of us to make me remember much happier times.
(I ditched the guy! And I am writing this instead)
So to the great Ash I went. You
need to choose the power times of the tree, when making an essence.
Each tree has its season. For Ash it is when those big, black buds
are fully formed, curling the branches to the heavens. It feels like
the tree spirit is bursting to climb up to the stars. The sap is rising
and you can literally feel it rejoicing. This tree had more branches
than trunk. They spread up and outwards to a great height. That is
what I like about Ash, it loves to climb great heights, and so you
immediately get hooked on that feeling of "anything is possible".
It is called Yuggadrysil, the
tree of Life and I can fully understand why Odin, that great Nordic
god, climbed up the Ash, and hung out there to find Wisdom and received
for his dedication, the knowledge of the Runes.
This ash stands at the gateway
to Paradise Walk, the ancient way of the Druids, that lead down to
Gog / Magog. When you walk past it, you feel the energy levels rising.
So, on this day, I walked slowly, using a dowser, to feel the exact
lines, and found it surging into a feminine energy the closer I got
to the ash. They say Ash has male polarity? But this doesn't make
a jot of sense to me, as I have met with two trees of the same species,
who are most certainly partners, male and female, planted near to
each other, by bird or man, and no more than a few hundred yards away
the greatest of marriage partners of all Gog Magog themselves!
Whenever possible I always make
an essence without cutting any part of the tree. This means tying
the container (very clean jam jars are great!) onto the branch with
the spring water and branch tip inside. This way the cycle is undisturbed,
the energy flow intact. However, I'm well past youthful tree climbing
and in this instance, those beautiful black buds were all of fifteen
feet up. I asked for help, and it came in an amazing way. I walked
down to Gog Magog and on the way saw a tree had very recently been
felled. It was a beautiful ash and I was both shocked and amazed.
You don't fell an Ash without very good reason. But this one was down,
and after leaving an offering; I was able to pick a branch tip for
the essence.
There were two glass containers
full of chalice water tucked neatly into a niche between the two main
branches leading from the trunk. In one, the ash twig sat just covered
by the water. In the other, the crystal, Elestial, sat submerged.
Elestial is a crystal that holds powerful energies, a very high vibration
that resonates to the higher charkas. It is like tourmalinated and
rutilated quartz, with many inclusions and can have a haze like smoky
quartz. I was new to this crystal; "it found me" is the well-known
phrase amongst crystal healers. After many months of non -attention
to crystals, particularly because in the UK, they are shamefully overpriced,
(most of my crystals I found in south Africa), this Elestial drew
me over to look closer. I always go away when this happens, to find
out how strong the "pull" is and to meditate on it for a day or two.
The pull was indeed strong, and with an empty purse and the Elestial,
I knew the third crystal had been found to join the petrified wood
and the aqua aura, for the Three Ray Essences.
The moon was waxing and shining
down beautifully, the sky clear. I sat with the ash for some time,
making a connection with the energy and linking it to the other trees
(oak and yew). Because the vision I had been given about the Three
Rays came from the depths of the Chalice Well, I had in mind to make
the complete Three Rays Quintessence, all brought together in powerful
form to heal the waters of this land, many of our water courses are
choked up with chemicals and other peoples shit!
The Yew was most certainly, the
great yew at Compton Dundon, older than recorded time, older than
the church, St. Andrews that sits just beside it. I was pondering
on the oak, (I wanted to find two oaks in a magical area, only visited
once, guided by a chance acquaintance), when a series of images came
in, one of the Holm Oak in the Abbey grounds and then of my friend
Suzanne, a great specialist on essences and trees. "Phone her" came
the words. I left the essence to the lunar energies and went home
to phone. Suzanne said without any prompting, "How about the Holm
Oak at the Abbey."
So, all was in place, that evening,
at the great Ash tree and next day, I went to collect the essence.
I was told very strongly, to avoid rain entering the essence. This
may be because, at that time, there was pollution in the clouds, I
only know I had to run hard to reach it before the first drops started
to fall!
The essence is filtered through
gauze to remove any foreign bodies, and mixed 50%/50% with alcohol.
No time can be wasted with this, as the alcohol "fixes" the essence
and all the healing power within. Clean medicine bottles from Boots
are great for this and quite cheap. They must be brown, or blue, never
clear, as the essence needs to be protected from extra solar and other
emissions around the environment.
Labelling is very important. The
place, tree, time of day/year, solar/ lunar/ stellar activity and
also type of alcohol needs to be recorded. The alcohol needs to be
identical when making up the dosage bottles.
There is normally the homeopathic
dose of 7 drops of mother tincture to a dosage bottle, that is 50%
spring water to 50% alcohol.
See with your Heart-Eye and be with a
tree.
Images and feelings are the language
of trees along with inner words and sometimes-strong directives. They
communicate with us all the time, every time we pass, they are communicating
in this beautiful hidden, secret language, one- to- one, offering
us such wisdom and such compassion, it is heartbreaking when we pass
on by, oblivious to the treasure they want us to have. They are great
teachers.
One afternoon, I was relaxing in
the Chalice gardens, after a long session with tutor, Colin Kingshott,
an amazing researcher and pioneer on tree essences. The only snag
was, he couldn't allow any taping of the session, as it was of an
innovative nature. I am partially deaf and lost quite a bit. I was
feeling a bit sorry for myself, there, under the Willow, whose very
nature is compassion in sorrow and bereavement: a very consoling tree,
willow. Suddenly, this loud voice of Colin's came shooting in, like
I had Sony headphones on, speaking back the lecture in my head!!!
It was sheer joy, and I picked up some points I had missed. She (Willow)
wanted me know, in particular, that every essence needs to stay in
close contact with the mother tree. Could I please make sure that
all mother tinctures have a piece of fallen bark, twig, nut or berry
to stay with it.
This I always try to do, and I'm
sharing it with you.
From Willow and Llawen Dryad, with love.
Three Rays Essences
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